Category: Nostalgia

42 years ago. And, 40 pounds ago. Fresh and carefree, Viv Lilly, on a boat ride in the middle of a lake somewhere near Detroit. Time zooms by; before you know it you are having hot flashes, drawing on your eyebrows, stuffing your muffin top […]

It’s beyond a soft spot. Actually, I’m downright giddy. My nostalgia meter is off the rails. Comforting, like a big bowl of warm peach cobbler. And, not just about my boundless love affair with my hometown of Buffalo, New York–affectionately called the Queen City, Nickel […]